User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-2246928-20150410011620/@comment-32303-20150415111213

''Dorian kneaded his oar with his claws. When he looked down, the name  'Marcail' looked back at him, etched into the wood. A single tear ran from his eye to splash on the name. '' 'Losin' mah eye didnae hurt as bad as seein' ye fall, Marcail. . .' ''he mouthed silently. His mind wandered back to a day that seemed like a dream, the day his wife, Marcail Strykeclaw, had told him she was with kitten. 'One way or anoo, ah'll see ye both again,' the wildcat vowed to himself. ''